And let me say, it was worth every dollar spent and moment passed. LCD I tragically had to pass on, but no regrets, the locals made it worth my while.
Hot damn, they were good! Their hooky three part harmonies, the instrument switcharoos, and a hot bassist. (a band is only really as hot as its bassist). It all made me forget that I was alone at the concert.
I happily floated in a sea of plaid, with all hands stiffly splayed into the air, and trumpet ablazin'.